Kiara’s POVIt was him. The man from the gala. He was the one who hinted at my father’s death that night… the same man who called Ava and step-siblings too. What had he got to do with JD? I couldn’t process my thoughts properly. My breathing grew uneven as flashes of that moment came rushing back. His voice, the way he’d smirked before walking past me. “Kiara, are you okay?” Nicholas’ voice cut through my thoughts, low and uncertain. Didn’t he understand that I didn’t want to talk? Gosh. This was so annoying. I hated how his voice still made something inside me flatter. I swallowed hard, forcing myself to speak calmly. “I’m fine,” I said quickly. My throat felt dry. My fingers curled tightly in my lap, betraying my nerves.I wasn’t fine. As Nicholas drove, my mind wouldn’t stop replaying what happened. I hated that he had been the one to step in back there, wrapping his arm around me to shield me from the press. For a moment, just a moment, I had felt safe. Exactly the way I used
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